But after not seeing him for a few days, Mu Chuchu forgot that He Lengqian was no ordinary person.

He Lengqian wasn't completely captivated; he simply hummed in response and then lowered his head to continue eating.

Mu Chuchu glanced at the man with a look of frustration.

This man's self-control is almost abnormally good.

Mu Chuchu obediently picked up her chopsticks and ate the various delicious foods in front of her. She hissed and gasped for breath from the spiciness, her little face flushed.

But Sichuan cuisine is all about being spicier and more addictive. Mu Chuchu picked up the glass of ice water next to her and drank a few mouthfuls in one go. She then casually unbuttoned the first button of her dress, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

The men around Mu Chuchu had been watching her closely, and upon seeing this scene, they couldn't help but steal glances.

Mu Chuchu's dress has a row of buttons on the chest. If you unbutton one, you can't see anything except her neck. But her fair neck is still quite alluring.

Even so, Mu Chuchu still felt hot. She casually tossed her long hair aside, and beads of sweat appeared on her slender nape. She looked as languid as a seductive cat, making all the men want to stick their eyes to her.

Mu Chuchu was completely unaware, one hand brushing her hair back while the other rummaged through her small bag for a hair tie.

I tried to touch it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it.

Mu Chuchu was so engrossed in her search that she was completely unaware that the men around her were looking at her with increasingly strange expressions.

He Lengqian also noticed the gazes of those around him, and before the restless men could make their move, he swept his cold and sinister gaze across them.

The atmosphere, which had been heated up because of Mu Chuchu, instantly turned to freezing point, and the men's impulses were suppressed in an instant.

Beautiful women are great, but you have to be alive to enjoy them.

Jin Haicheng is not short of important figures; those who can come here to eat are not ordinary people. The man in front of you is obviously not someone to be trifled with, so it's best not to provoke him.

It must be said that these men were very perceptive, and Secretary Zhou was even more perceptive, quickly contacting the manager to clear the area.

He Lengqian put down his chopsticks, got up, sat down next to Mu Chuchu, reached into her bag and found a hair tie, and put his other hand around Mu Chuchu's hair.

The soft strands of hair in his hand had a texture as soft as cat fur, which made a deep meaning appear in He Lengqian's brown eyes behind his glasses.

Mu Chuchu looked at He Lengqian approaching with confusion, "Uncle He?"

"Don't move." He Lengqian said, facing Mu Chuchu, getting very close, and naturally helped her tie her hair.

Mu Chuchu obediently cooperated, tilting her head up and staring intently at He Lengqian.

He Lengqian happened to look down and saw that Mu Chuchu was still wearing the necklace he had given him before.

The unpleasant feeling she had just experienced because of the men's gazes dissipated considerably. He Lengqian raised an eyebrow. "Still wearing it? You like it that much?"

"Of course I like it! This is a gift from my savior." Mu Chuchu smelled the abundant spiritual energy on He Lengqian's body. "Speaking of which, you took me in before, and I haven't had a chance to thank you yet."

The anger in his heart had dissipated. Seeing Mu Chuchu trying hard to smell the spiritual energy, looking all sneaky, He Lengqian didn't leave. Instead, he asked, "How are you going to thank me?"

"That depends on what you want, Uncle He." Mu Chuchu curled her rosy lips into a smile, and when she smiled, her two small and cute dimples were like whirlpools in the Strait of Provence, drawing people in.

He Lengqian did not answer immediately, seemingly deep in thought.